Wednesday, December 26, 2012

In the Garden

He waits.
He longs
for us,
for our company.
He delights in us.
He longs for us to 
walk with Him
in the garden. 
We hear Him gently, 
whispering our name...
What do we do
when we hear 
His whisper?

Do we run to Him, 
longing for His company?
Do we busy ourselves
with earthly

Do we drop
whatever we are doing
and walk in the garden 
 with our Heavenly
Daddy in the cool of the day?

 He yearns for us to
 listen to Him
speak into our hearts...
to speak direction in the midst of days 
when we are terribly and hopelessly los
in dark forests...
to speak peace when we're drowning in 
 turmoil and our ship is sinking in the storm,

to speak His perfect love to cast out our shivering fears,
to wrap His divine comfort as a blanket and bandage around our open wounds...

We only need to walk with Him
in the garden
and He will be enough...
More. Than. Enough.  

Copyright © 2012 Marie Nease    

Saturday, December 1, 2012


The last of the leaves,
swirling in their letting go,
unveiled in autumn's glow,
now reveal the
true beauty of 
her intricate branches
bare, yet reaching

Though Winter's chilly
winds may gust,
and her arms bow low,
she'll be able to stand.
Her graceful limbs grow
strong, enduring Winter's rest.
Hopeful, budding green
will sprout again in Spring. 

Her graceful branches,
dressed in Spring's newness
stretching skyward,
into vivid blue, inviting
attract a feathered friend
to perch awhile
 and share a
enchanting song 
heard before, but only
in her dreams...  
© 2012 Marie Nease  

  Hope deferred makes the heart sick,
   but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.
Proverbs 13:12

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Thankful beyond words

In the wee hours 
of Thanksgiving morning...
I should be sleeping,
yet I am awake...
there are moments
of keen awareness
of those who are suffering,
of those who are mourning
the loss of spouses,
the memories
of family members,
and of friends
who have gone
before us,
especially those who've
gone before their time...    
at least before we were ready
for them to go...
for them to leave us.

There are others
who are not sleeping,
hearts who are weeping
for those whose
lives hang between
this life
and the next,
wondering how many
hours will pass
how many days
will loved ones last?

So, humbly our hearts bow
crying out, we don't always understand
why you allow
suffering and sickness; 
hold our hand
as we struggle to look up into Your face
thankful for hope, 
dancing in the midst of grace.

I'm thankful for family
and friends
who are still with us...
For precious, memory making
kind of days 
to touch their hands,
their hearts
fully while we are able.   

And so we learn
in the letting go.
We learn 
in the stretching,
in the growing,
through times that ache,
to be thankful in 
in this world
because we are 
in the process
of getting to know
a personal God,
a process of being
changed into HIS image,
He who chose to send His
only son to redeem us
from sin...
from ourselves
and unto Himself.

So, in the wee hours
of this Thanksgiving morning
I am so "thank full"
for all the reasons
for all the seasons 
of life
and how God chooses
and uses 
 of our lives
to draw us

God draws us closer
to His heart
because His love is beyond
our imagination...
He longs to live through us
in divinely illuminating,
forever communicating.
His immense love,
the expense poured out
His blood freely
for us... 

So thankful

 Copyright © 2012 Marie Nease 


Sunday, November 4, 2012

Learning to Enjoy the Walk

peace, even in the lonely
hope, even in the longing
vision, even in the dark
dreams, even in discouragement
splashing in puddles
smiling through tears
seeing through fog
sunsets after rain

smoothed in the stream
songs in the pain
miracles in storms
bending in the wind 
flying high in rising currents
learning to enjoy the walk

ⓒ 2012 Marie Nease

Monday, October 29, 2012

Then they rest

It's Autumn 
and I'm falling
back into 
Your arms...
dying to my plans,
my expectations,
my longings,
my dreams...
 I'm falling...
I'm resting...
I'm trusting
in You.

Nature trusts...

Nature doesn't argue with her Creator...
when Autumn arrives on schedule, 
leaves just let go, 

© Wingdreamer  

Tuesday, September 11, 2012


I'm dreaming of the end 
of this waiting for you,
you who long to be by my side
as intensely as I ache 
for your arrival
in my life,
in my heart.

I'm looking forward
to singing with you...
you who'll know how
to play the chords in my heart
that nobody else
has known
how to play.

I'm counting the days
till I'll hold hands and pray with you,
you, who will hold my heart
and I'll hold yours,
pursuing our Father God 
as one.

I'm looking forward
to dancing with you,
you who'll get me
like I'll get you, 
turning and spinning
celebrating our love
in joyful rhythm. 

 I'm smiling at the thought
of laughing with you,
you who love to laugh
until tears merge with the
smile lines on your handsome face.

I'm waiting for the time
when I'll eat of God's Word with you,
you who will hunger 
for His Word as intensely
as I, as we break bread together
and drink of the wine 

I'm anticipating the ways
I'll work through ups and downs with you,
you who are committed to loving
together, confident of God's calling
us to a holy, yet earthly love,
perfected, as we gaze at
the beauty of our Lord
and seek Him together
in our home. 
I'm yearning for the moments
of serving God beside you,
you who desire to flow
in your gifts and callings
glorifying our Father, 
fulfilling our purpose

I'm longing for the days
I'll experience true love with you,
you who will love me
as Christ loved the Church.
and I'll respect and honor you
forever giving and receiving
in love.

I'm craving the time
we'll spend writing
the last chapter of US,
I'll understand how
to sing the melody
to your soul
that no one else
has heard. 
To hear the chords 
to play the chords
in your heart,
that no one else
has played.

© Copyright 2012 Marie Nease 

 This is a work of heart, an evolving creative work. 
(probably will continue to make changes and improve it.)